Speaking for myself
mostly, I believe all artists from time to time do a painting that is totally disagreeable with how we intended it to end up. Now, even though I enjoyed the composing of this floral, it kept transforming, changing. The next thing ya know--I 90% hate it.
One day out on the deck the oil paint rearranged itself into a landscape.
Pictured is halfway point, keeping a few of the magenta flowers.
Final solution: I am satisfied with it now; ready for framing [as soon as today's paint is dry] Title: Light Unto My Path
